Home Of The Lame Food For Song
I seem to have walked these streets before
Though I know I have never been here at all
There's stories I've been told - I don't know if all of them are true
But as I'm walking I'm already coming up with some of my own
I seem to have read these books before
Though I have never touched any of them at all
The stories that they hold - I don't know if all of them are false or true
But as I'm walking I'm already making up some of my own
A famous stretch of land formed by famous hands all those years ago
There's things that I should know. I know
I think I have heard these songs before
But playing them is something I cannot recall
The chords that I've been taught - I don't know if all of them are right or wrong
But as I'm walking I'm already making up some of my own
A famous piece of art by someone with a heart - big enough to save me on this very day
A stranger in this place - now tell me: Do you recall my name?
